Europe – A Mother’s Son

There’s light a different kind of light

When we close we close our eyes

There’s a place a distant kind of place

We can’t let go just can’t let go

There’s a faith a stronger kind of faith

It makes you try just a little harder

There’s a time a lonely kind of time

When you know you simply know

That you just can’t fake it

A mother’s son knows he never walks alone

No matter what he’s become

Hard as he tries he can never give it back

Life’s to short for a mother’s son

There’s a range a silent kind of rage

It makes you live out on the edge

There’s a pain a different kind of pain

Knowing time will change everything

You just can’t fake it